"F*ck? Was that thunder?"
Under the shade of trees outside the residential area, Ji Jue felt the ground suddenly shake and couldn't help but look up toward the distant neighborhood... where the outburst of Spiritual Fluctuation was erupting.
Like a storm.
The aura he could sense was familiar, yet it no longer held any gentleness or patience but was absolutely tyrannical. It transford from a spring breeze into a snowstorm of harsh winter, from the warm sun into chaotic, raging lava.
Is that Old Zhang?!
"This... is a bit exaggerated, right?" Ji Jue was stunned.
"Of course, it is, Old Zhang was one of the first elders when the Cliff City Security Bureau was established."
Tong Hua, holding an ice cream, was animated, "So many years have passed, and not many people know about it. He's been retired for a long ti, just a na now. The chief has changed several tis, and my grandfather received a lot of care from him back in the day. Anyway, when there's trouble, following Old Zhang's lead is always right."
"Indeed."
Ji Jue nodded.
Having an elder in the family is like having a treasure.
Accustod to the tumult and waves, no difficulty was too great to fear, especially with the likes of such a hidden big shot. Together with Little An, were so punks coming to Cliff City to make money not easily handled?
However, as he lowered his head to sip lemonade, he heard, from afar, the screams and loud crashes.
Walls were collapsing, shattering.
From inside, a blood-soaked figure erged, staggering, hunchbacked, convulsing continuously.
Yet, in his hand dragged a heavy long blade covered with notches, from which blood and dirty dust and debris slowly dripped.
Terrifying.
"Heh, heh heh heh, too many, too many sounds," Herbert's mutilated face lifted, twitching constantly, his eyes already narrowed to a point red, staring at the unrecognizable world.
Amidst the blood, nurous faces seed to erge, wailing shrilly.
Those who had passed away.
Comrades, or enemies, entwined around his form, their broken palms reaching out, caressing his face, pulling at his clothes, calling out his na.
But they were all dead, so how could there be a reunion?
"Ah, I see..."
He suddenly realized, "Is this Hell?"
Unable to feel fear, instead, he was sincerely moved, even the suffering and tornt seed insignificant.
Almost brimming with tears.
So it turned out that after a lifeti of tornt and countless struggles, what awaited him was not nothingness and despair, but such a place still existed?
That's great, really great!
Was the war still ongoing?
The sound of a horn ca from afar. Was soone calling to him?
Herbert laughed out loud.
Once again, he lifted his blade.
Howling.
With open arms, he wanted to embrace everything in this cruel and beautiful world.
Boom!
A shrill cry erupted violently.
His raised head suddenly twisted as if struck by a sledgehamr... A bullet?
Herbert turned back, looking into the depths of Hell at the evil spirit that was smiling viciously and challenging him, and couldn't help but cheer excitedly.
"F*ck—"
Seeing that grinning lunatic turn back, Ji Jue couldn't help but curse.
His defense wasn't broken, but he felt a bit shaken.
Another opponent who ate bullets like candy?
He had wanted to pull Tong Hua away to a safe distance and observe carefully, but seeing that the blood-fla engulfed Chosen One completely lost in madness, and there were still a few ignorant kids nearby who had not managed to run away.
In the end, he chose to fire a shot to try...
And with that, the hatred was directed towards him.
At the mont he was stared at by those crimson eyes, his left hand resting on the pistol instinctively tightened. A glimr of light erged from the ring, activating the Transcendent Vision.
If they were going to fight, then he'd make sure all the BUFFs were in place.
But in an instant, the madman in the distance seed to vanish.
What was left was only a blood-colored Fla Light, speeding towards this place like a cot, stirring up a storm, smashing through the cars that blocked the way, rushing toward them amidst hysterical laughter!
Two tis, four tis, eight tis, sixteen tis!
In a flash, the ring, under Ji Jue's infusion of spiritual essence, was already scorching hot and glowing red. At this mont, he was just grateful that he had used the most stable sche when forging it, with the highest endurance, the most spiritual essence, and could maximize the effect of the blessing to the limit.
Otherwise, if it had still been the original shoddy quality, it would have begun to collapse and break down at eight tis the power.
But now, even if Ji Jue risked a headache that would keep him up, and pushed the power of the Blessing Equipnt to the limit, the opponent's speed was still too fast to discern clearly.
Too fast.
So fast that he completely lacked ti to react.
In that brief extre mont, he only managed to wave his hand, the emblem of Non-attack appearing, layers of rcury seeping out from the lining of his jacket, piercing the water bag, converging toward his arm, intertwined in countless strands, reaching maximum toughness and strength under physical interference, becoming a shot-out rcury Rope that wrapped around the hood of the charging bull.
Then, accompanied by the bull's rush, he dropped his pistol with his other hand, reaching out to the still bewildered Tong Hua, grabbed her collar, instantly, with physical interference, reinforced it, ensuring it would not break.
With a near-explosive roar from the engine of the bull, it burst forth with a terrifying power that could rip Ji Jue's arm off under the command of chanical Descent and the infusion of spiritual essence!
Boom!!!!
The storm roared, and the sound spread fiercely.
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